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Pandaros
He woke with a start, his fevered dreams slowly replaced by the dull ache that followed a night of drinking. No sunlight filtered through the cracks in the wall behind him yet the twittering of birds suggested that it would not be a long wait. He sat up and gathered his equipment, exchanging a curious glance with the cow whose stall he had shared that night.
"I'm on my way out, don't worry."
The cow responded with a low 'moo', and Pandaros took that as a sign to mean his intrusion had not been a burden. With a final nod to his bunk companion he slowly moved to the door of the stall and then continued on towards the entrance of the barn. He kept his eyes and ears open as he neared the entrance, wary of causing undue excitement among the locals before he had a chance to look for work.
"Nice and slow," he muttered as he reached the door.
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